Hurt my loved ones? I'm not guarding this country's borders anymore!

Previously on: "Driving."

The black SUV, like a steel beast that had broken free from hell, rampaged through the streets of Cangcheng at night.

The roar of the engine shattered the silence of the curfew.

"Brother Long, hold on tight! My driving skills are something I honed with on the village tractor—absolutely amazing!"

Erzhuzi shouted as he spoke, spittle flying everywhere, and his hands were whirling the steering wheel wildly.

He wasn't driving a car; he was piloting a fighter jet.

Do not slow down when encountering roadblocks.

If a patrol team tries to check your vehicle, just run them over.

A few clueless江湖客 (jianghu ke) tried to stop a car and claim a reward because of their numbers, but before they could even see the license plate, they were hit and sent flying into the air.

One of the unfortunate souls traced a graceful parabola through the air, mumbling incoherently before landing, "Take good care of my seventh great-uncle!"

Shen Jinglong sat in the back seat without saying a word.

The black sword in his hand remained unsheathed, but the air in the entire carriage seemed to freeze.

Although Erzhuzi was usually carefree, he felt a chill run down his spine, and his palms were sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel.

He knew that Commander Long was now like a volcano about to erupt.

Soon, the towering flames of Baicaotang were in sight.

Accompanying the firelight were a cacophony of shouts and curses.

"Burn that witch!"

"Acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Those voices were like poisonous thorns, piercing Shen Jinglong's nerves.

"Commander Long, we've arrived!"

Erzhuzi roared, looking at the dark mass of people ahead and the blocked road, he instinctively wanted to step on the brakes.

"Hit it."

Shen Jinglong's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable command.

"Okay!"

Erzhuzi gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator.

"Buzz—!"

The SUV roared like an angry bull, without slowing down at all, and crashed directly into the wooden roadblocks on the outermost edge of the crowd.

"boom!"

Wood chips flew everywhere, and screams filled the air.

The crowd, which had been initially excited, was instantly terrified by the sudden appearance of this steel behemoth and scattered to both sides, crying and screaming.

"Squeak—"

With a screeching sound of brakes, the SUV executed a beautiful drift and came to a steady stop on the messy open ground in front of Baicaotang.

The car door opened.

A black military boot slammed heavily on the ground, crushing a blood-stained fragment of a plaque.

Shen Jinglong got out of the car.

In that instant, the whole world fell silent.

All the shouts and cries came to an abrupt halt at that moment.

Thousands of eyes turned to the man who stepped out of the car.

He was wearing a simple black trench coat, had a tall and straight figure, and no expression on his face.

The firelight illuminated his face, flickering between light and shadow, making him look like a demon emerging from the deepest abyss.

"Who goes there? How dare you cause trouble here! Don't you want to live?"

Standing at the front of the crowd, Zhao Tianba, who was swaggering around, was furious when he saw his "place" being vandalized.

But when he saw Shen Jinglong's face clearly, his anger was instantly doused with a bucket of ice water.

"Shen... Shen Jinglong?"

The family leaders around him also recognized this most dangerous person in Cangcheng, and they all turned pale with fright.

"It's...it's Shen Jinglong!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something.

Panic spread like wildfire.

As Zhao Tianba watched Shen Jinglong approach step by step, his legs trembled with fear. But when he thought of Anle Wang backing him up and the S-level wanted poster, his courage returned.

He roared, his voice snarling but his voice betraying his fear: "Don't be afraid! He's that traitor Shen Jinglong! The court's S-class wanted criminal! Everyone, attack together, kill him, and you'll be a marquis!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Several martial arts masters, blinded by greed, exchanged glances and darted out from the crowd.

"Kid, your head is mine!"

A burly man wielding a nine-section whip charged forward with a sinister grin, his whip whistling through the air as it lashed towards Shen Jinglong's head.

Shen Jinglong didn't even glance at him.

Just as the whip was about to reach him, he struck with lightning speed.

No one saw his movements clearly.

All he could see was the tip of the nine-section whip, which inexplicably fell into his hand.

Shen Jinglong flicked his wrist.

An unparalleled force traveled along the whip.

The burly man, weighing over 200 pounds, was dragged over like a tattered sack.

Shen Jinglong raised his knee.

"Bang!"

The sound of knees hitting chests was dull and sent chills down your spine.

The burly man's body arched up like a boiled shrimp, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. He died while still in mid-air.

"I...I can still be saved..."

A swordsman who had just charged halfway through was terrified when he saw this scene. He turned around and tried to run away, muttering something under his breath.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Shen Jinglong's figure appeared behind him in an instant, like a ghost.

Hand rises, palm falls.

A precise chop to the back of his neck.

Click.

The swordsman didn't even utter a sound; his neck drooped down at an odd angle, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

"My God! This is practically a bulletproof vest!"

In the crowd, an old man dressed in tattered clothes, speaking in a local dialect, exclaimed in shock. Those around him stared at him as if he were a fool.

Shen Jinglong did not stop.

He walked as if he were in an empty field, step by step towards the center of the mess.

He saw Qin Xuerong kneeling on the ground.

She was covered in blood, clutching the broken plaque tightly in her arms, her breath weak, as if she would collapse at any moment.

Shen Jinglong's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a large hand.

He reached out his hand, wanting to help her up.

But at that moment, seeing that the situation was hopeless, Zhao Tianba completely went mad.

He suddenly rushed toward a magnificent carriage and dragged out a little girl whose hands and feet were bound and whose mouth was stuffed with a rag.

It's Sisi!

Zhao Tianba pulled out a dagger and pressed it tightly against Sisi's delicate neck, roaring ferociously:

"Shen Jinglong! You stop right there!"

Shen Jinglong stopped in his tracks.

He slowly turned around and looked at his daughter, who was trembling with fear.

A murderous aura, even colder than the Siberian cold front, suddenly erupted from his body.

"If you dare to lay a finger on her, I'll wipe out your entire Zhao family, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive."

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Tianba laughed maniacally. "So what if I touch her? You traitor, you can't even protect yourself! I'm telling you, right now, immediately, kneel down and surrender! Otherwise, I'll kill you, you little bastard, first!"

He kept shouting and trying to say something more to threaten us.

Shen Jinglong's eyes were now extremely cold.

"You talk too much nonsense."

He said something in a low voice.

Then, he suddenly raised his head, his voice like thunder.

"Shut up!"

The sound waves rolled on, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Just as Zhao Tianba was stunned by the loud shout,

Shen Jinglong made a move.

He didn't rush over.

His figure merely swayed very slightly in place.

Zhao Tianba felt a numbness in his wrist, followed by a piercing pain.

He looked down and saw that a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair had pierced his wrist pulse without him noticing. He could no longer exert any strength in the hand holding the dagger.

"what!"

He screamed in agony as the dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

But the hostage he was holding, the little girl, had disappeared!

He looked up in horror.

Shen Jinglong remained standing a dozen meters away, as if he had never moved.

However, in his arms, there was now a small, trembling figure.

"dad,,,"

Sisi removed the gag from her mouth and, with a sob in her voice, hugged Shen Jinglong's neck tightly.

Shen Jinglong held his daughter in his arms, gently stroking her back with his other hand.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy's here."

At that moment, the piercing sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached.

Military trucks roared in and surrounded the entire Baicaotang.

Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird, accompanied by a large number of dragon guards, jumped off the carriage and quickly took control of the entire area.

Shen Jinglong, carrying his daughter, walked to Qin Xuerong's side, gently helped her up, and embraced her.

The family of three was finally reunited amidst the ruins of blood and fire.

Shen Jinglong raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire scene before finally landing on Zhao Tianba, who was paralyzed with fear on the ground.

"Vermilion Bird".

"exist!"

"From now on, Cangcheng is under military control."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried to every corner.

"Tonight, everyone who was here, everyone who participated in the vandalism, everyone who insulted Miss Qin..."

He paused, his voice growing increasingly chilling.

"Find them all."

"Not a single one can escape."